The other week when my friend Jamie said she was feeling sick, I walked down the street to bring her a pot of my homemade chicken soup. But when I got the pot back today I was pleasantly surprised. It was once again filled, this time with freshly prepared chili. Apparently in her boyfriend Emil’s native Uzbekistan it’s a tradition to never return a plate or pot empty. PLOG feels like he was on the winning end of this twice. I love to make food for my friends and would do it everyday if I could. Plus getting my pot filled with homemade cooking makes me feel fortunate indeed. And the chili? Delicious. Here’s hoping this tradition gets around.